The good old days, maybe they weren't so glamorous,maybe we were poorer.
But confident we appeared Kinder.
Witnessed drunkenness, strange aggressive behaviour. So many foreign People, in such a crowded poverty stricken place.
Talk about mental.health crisis, emergency responders not coping.
Neighborhood more blighted.
Started to affect my emotions.
Like to watch people as we drink cuppa. Eyes reflect self concern.
Body's reflect struggle taking place.
Shop fronts bare testimonials to imprisoned soul's, prices of basics are so high,conversation about osterity.
We are sick as a society. Images of this are very evident.
It effecting how l perceive LIFE.
Lord heal your People.
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